Get The Hathpace (Seven Lü) - Poem by Luo Zhihai

In strong gale and under high heaven, apes sound sadClear islet and white sand. Birds flow backBoundless woods and their leaves fall one after anotherEndless Yangtze River rolls to eastTen thousand li far from home and I often feel sad for autumnIn old age, sick and alone, get the hathpaceIn difficulties and hardships, my hairs become grayBeing frustrated, I will stop drinking every day

北京时间2015年3月11日19：30至20：50翻译Bei jing time on March 11,2015,19: 30 to 20: 50 Translation

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★ 登高（七律）

☆ 杜甫 诗

风急天高猿啸哀渚清沙白鸟飞回无边落木萧萧下不尽长 江滚滚来万里悲秋常作客百年多病独登台艰难苦恨繁霜鬓潦倒新停浊酒杯< br>北京时间2015年3月11日19：30至20：50翻译Beijing time on March 11,2015,19: 30 to 20: 50 Translation